Playmate Anthology - Episode 8

She rolled onto her stomach, the 90s Playmate silhouette still etched in her hips. Her ass rose high, round and full, the kind that made editors pick up the phone. He climbed in behind her, hands spreading her cheeks. Her skin gave, soft and warm, and he watched his cock disappear between them. She pushed back, slow, greedy. He slid deep and held. Every thrust made her ass bounce, and the sound of skin hitting skin filled the room. She reached beneath herself, fingers circling her clit, breath short and sharp. He grabbed her waist, drove in harder, and she came with a broken moan, legs shaking, face buried in the sheets.